I'd been able to help Prof's recovery by little amounts by spending nearly 24 hours per day pouring ki into him. Ava's parents' diseases were both FAR... nastier than Prof's situation, and there were two of them to split my efforts over, so I doubted I could make any useful difference. All I was doing was speeding Prof's getting better anyway. Turning around two cancer cases that were so bad that the doctors had been shaking their heads months ago was obviously outside the range of the slight. He rubbed her clit faster and more firmly, and she let out a little gasp. He watched the pearly cream flood from the little fur-fringed mouth of her cunt."Hmmmmmm," he said, "I think we're getting somewhere."Janet's eyes popped open. "Dan, I think you've proved your point," she said, blushing."I'm not finished yet," he said. "I can tell you're responsive, but we don't know yet whether you can have an orgasm. I want to find out." Dan!" Janet gasped. "I don't think... Ohhhhhhh. "She felt his. Imagine his daughter wasgoing to bathe him like a baby. What was worse was that he was a babyand needed for her to bathe him, or rather her.Shortly after that, Amy took Katie out of the tub, dried her off, anddressed her in a disposable diaper and a sleeper. Katie protested thediaper but was told that mom said that it was in case she had anaccident, since kids her age were prone to wetting the bed. Then Amytook her down stairs for supper.In the dinning room. Marsha was waiting and picked Katie. "Enter," the answering voice spoke in a deep baritone rumble.Ponderous sets of Mission Oak furniture crowded the large office. Particles of dust floated like fireflies in the solitary beam of sunshine streaming through the gap between the heavy burgundy velvet drapery covering the picture window. The light from the outside slashed across the expansive surface of Mr. Fitzwater's empty desk. With the exception of a pair of gleaming eyes peering at us from the shaded recess behind the desk, the.